| This year I want me a milli
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| Separate friends from my enemies
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| Buy my momma house
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| And curse out my father repeatedly
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| Yes, you gave life to me
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| But I know that you just never believed, yeah
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| People gon' hate
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| Niggas never wanna see you be great
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| Look at me now
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| I know I’m on my way to my teachers and trainers
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| All that I can say
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| That I can say is
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| Okay, okay
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| Okay, okay
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| Y’all hear me now
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| Y’all hear me now
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| Y’all hear me now
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| Got me like
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| Okay, okay
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| Okay, okay
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| Y’all hear me now
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| Y’all hear me now
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| Y’all hear me now
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| You can never be the boss
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| If you don’t know what a slave is
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| Fresh to the game like a newborn baby
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| Hanging out with niggas I would never really trust
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| I put that on all I love
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| I ain’t following the motherfuckers so
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| You never really notice until you’re getting older
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| Everybody really got they own image
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| Say they wanna see you winning
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| Then they go dismiss you
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| What’s the issue?
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| Look at me now I look down at my haters
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| Wanna start come through to your place, you play
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| All about my money, I’m all about my families
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| Say fuck all that’s bullshit, I want me a Grammy
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| You wanna party, I’d rather record
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| Nobody makes real shit no more
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| Moving in silence, that’s a major key
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| I know that all of y’all finally see me
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| Okay, okay
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| Okay, okay
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| Y’all hear me now
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| Y’all hear me now
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| Y’all hear me now
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| Got me like
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| Okay, okay
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| Okay, okay
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| Y’all hear me now
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| Y’all hear me now
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| Y’all hear me now
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| Everybody want respect but it go both ways
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| Never trust a person that can’t look you in the face
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| Say you happy for me but I know you telling lies
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| Got 'em looking like Jordan when they all cry
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| Show it all in the plan, but they don’t look
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| I remember selling drinks, just to buy my books
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| I remember writing hooks, just to pass time
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| Little did them niggas know it was the last time
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| They would see me tryna write for 'em
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| See them posting pictures like I’m hype for 'em
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| Blowing up my phone I press the ignore
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| Every time my phone be ringing they be wanting favors
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| Reading the text like «what you doing lately?»
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| I’m at work and I don’t really think I’m coming home soon
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| Really can’t explain, but I’ll show you
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| This is what I owe you, really that I got damn thing
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| This is for everybody that told me «Don't rap or sing»
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| I’m up right now, I’m the referee I call the shots right now
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| I know she’s mad, could be us right now
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| Everything changed, it’s not the same, it’s not the same, I like it
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| There’s no going back now, really in my bag now
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| Finally got a voice, everybody looking
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| Just another young kid from Brooklyn
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| Okay, okay
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| Okay, okay
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| Y’all hear me now
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| Y’all hear me now
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| Y’all hear me now
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| Got me like
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| Okay, okay
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| Okay, okay
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| Y’all hear me now
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| Y’all hear me now
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| Y’all hear me now |